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Tuesday, August 01, 2006

i'm alive!!

hahaa sorry to everyone whose smses i haven't replied or calls i haven't returned.. i've been busy sorting through all the stuff in my house and throwing damn a lot of it away. it's amazing how much junk you manage to accummulate in seventeen years, really. i had tearful (okay not really) reunions with many stuffed toys, some old, some new; and then put them in bags to be brought to the salvation army. it's damn sad, really. so okay, humans, i know christmas is coming so please don't buy me any more stuffed toys.. i really haven't got the space. all my worldly possessions are currently packed in just four boxes, three of which are in storage. so if i can't return you stuff i borrowed, such as the narnia book from jams, please don't get mad!! six months, i promise!

it feels funny, going home. as in home to my old house home. it doesn't quite feel like home anymore. it's disgustingly messy, there isn't that organisation to the chaos that there used to be. and my dog isn't there anymore, and that just feels wrong. the first few days she was gone i kept forgetting and i'd think i hear her breathing while she lies outside whichever window she thinks i'm nearer to, but when i look up there she just isn't there. for a moment i'd wonder.. then i'd remember my tiny phua is far away in pasir ris, on the other side of the island. now that, Really sucks. it's funny, all these little things that make a house a home. and for the next six months i will have a home, with my family, but it wouldn't be a complete home. not without that familiar little black nose poking everywhere.

tmr i'm going back to sn with tiff (zhi are you coming???) to sell my old invest u. i should have just sold it when i left la.. it's just been sitting in my closet gathering dust all these years. but. hehheh, the pm room is still paying me the same price it used to four years ago so yay. (: it was damn nice timing when ms low contacted me about the sn teachers' day dinner, just before i sealed up the storage box with my invest u. heehee (: speaking of which, sn girls - 4c table? 30aug, marina mandarin, $50? let me know.

hmmmhmmm. and then there's odacia coming up! and best is, the vietnam travellers (with 16kg(!!!!) of avocados) and the italy backpacker and the krabi holidayer are all back! (: full attendance from the girls, Again. (: yay i can't wait to see everybody! especially those i haven't seen for 847637849384years aka mr jeremy marcus buddy ng yonglai. saturday faster comee!!!

oh! and i almost forgot! sn girls hello movie date #2?? use up the free ticket? expiring 14aug??

just a glimpse.
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